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Dinosaur Imperial Soldier (for chapter 5) - This chapter is just a filler for the time between the council and when they leave since in the book theres a month and a half time gap, so in this it'll only be a few weeks to a month instead. I hope you enjoy!

kionforever89 (for chapter 5) - It's okay, I didn't know much about the gods and such until I started revising for the stories! XD! Just a filler for this chapter, the next will be the start of their adventure!

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Confrontations

After the Council, it was decided that we would start our journey in a few weeks, which gave us time to plan a route and to get everything that we need ready for when we leave. It also gave me time to go through some training with the hobbits, they would not become master fighters within a few short weeks, but it would be enough for them to fend for themselves. We could continue their training while on the journey, so they could improve as we go.

I was often joined by Gimli, Aragorn and Legolas, even Gloin joined in a few times, each of us teaching the hobbits what we knew, although they were a bit nervous of Gimli's axes, which was acceptable as they had never seen weapons like that before.

I had not seen Gandalf much since the Council as he was sorting things out with Elrond, nor had I seen Boromir at all, which didn't bother me. It wasn't until a week after when I saw him again, to say it wasn't a good thing would be an understatement. It all started when I was with Legolas and Gimli as we were in the training area with the hobbits. . .

"That's good, Merry, but keep your feet a shoulder width apart when in stance, it will help you keep your balance. Here, Pippin, move your hands a little further apart, you will keep a better grip on your blade, that's it."

I heard him before I saw him, his footfalls were as thick and heavy as any dwarf, even Gimli was lighter, and that's saying something for him. Looking round, I saw him just leant on the fence that surrounded the training grounds as he scrutinised us.

"Do you want to join us?" I asked politely.

I saw him looking over to me, trying to be subtle as he eyed me up and down, before he climbed over the fence.

"I should, as I don't see what they would learn from a woman."

I raised my eyebrow at this. Was he insinuating what I thought he was?

"Excuse me? Do you mind elaborating that statement." I said, trying to keep calm.

The others had stopped training at this point and gathered around me.

"Only that a woman's place is not in the battle grounds, or even training grounds. A woman's place is at home with the children while the men fight. The only blade a woman should use is a kitchen knife."

Gimli bristled in anger next to me. "How dare you!? You should be show her some respect!"

"Why should I respect someone who doesn't know their place?"

I laid a hand on Gimli's shoulder before he could say anything else. "Oh I know my place, Boromir son of Denethor. With my kith and kin in battle. I have been trained to fight long before I became of age, still a child. I have been through my battles, more struggles and far more heartache than you could possibly imagine."

He scoffed at this. "I highly doubt that."

"Why don't you let her show you?" Aragorn's voice spoke up.

Looking in his direction, we saw him stood at the fence, arms crossed across his chest and a glare set on the Gondorian.

"Show me?"

Aragorn nodded. "Fight her. Let her show you how well she's been trained. She trained me when I was eleven."

Gimli nodded at this. "Yes, her and her uncle taught me everything I know. Fight her, unless you're scared of course."

"Me? Scared of a woman?" He scoffed. "I just don't want to mentally scar her."

"Oh, don't worry about that," I started as I handed Legolas my bow and quiver. "A dragon did that over two hundred years ago. I have no trouble teaching you a lesson."

He just laughed as he took out his sword. I could feel Gimli's excitement as he patted my back, thankfully being among them for so long has taught me to not fall flat on my face when they did this.

"You can do this, Faron. Show him what a dwarf risen elf can do." Gimli called out.

I smiled as we took our places as the others stood by the fence. Boromir looked to me.

"Dwarf risen elf?"

"I win, I'll tell you."

"What happens if I win?"

I looked at him as I thought about my answer, which only took me a second.

"If you win, I leave the quest."

This caused the others to go silent, even Boromir raised his brows at this.

"You would leave the quest?"

"If I can't beat you, then I have no business being a part of this quest. Anything we face on this journey can be just a dangerous as any man, I would not be fulfilling my vow to keep Frodo safe against those horrors if I cannot defeat you."

I saw him glance at the others before he nodded. "Very well. Let us begin."

I took out my twin blades and held the hilt tight in my hands as we circled each other, matching each others movements as we watched each other, waiting for the other to make the first move. I could hear my father telling me not to take my eyes off him. Boromir got bored after a few moments as he charged towards me, I easily dodged out of the way and smacked his backside with the flat of my blade. I jumped back as he swung his sword around, just missing the edge of the metal before I charged to him and swung my blades down, which caused him to raise his sword to block my attack. It was his turn to dodge as I pulled my right knife from the lock and swung for him which missed.

We continued in this fashion for some time, neither one of us willing to back down. I could tell that Ecthelion had trained his father as he had the same fighting style as his grandfather, which was proved by the way he disarmed me.

We had come into a lock one again, and I put all my strength into trying to push him back, that my arms were soon growing tired due to his muscle. I saw him smirk just before he pushed hard on my blades, knocking me back and swinging hard into the blades, sending them flying from my hands.

He was grinning as he stood straight. "This means I win."

I grinned back as I pulled Fili's knife from my arm bracer. It was easily two times shorter than his sword, but that didn't deter me from the fight.

"Not as long as I still have a blade you don't."

He laughed. "You can't honestly think you have a chance with that little thing do you? It barely looks acceptable to class it as any sort of weapon."

I gripped the handle tighter. No one insults the make of my brothers blade.

"Let's find out shall we."

At this, I suddenly charged to him, catching him off guard but he just managed to bring his sword up to block my knife, luckily the blade was still strong enough to withstand the block. While in the block, I pulled out another hidden blade to attack and caused him to jump back, stumbling as I tucked my right foot around his left leg to make him fall onto his back.

I straddled his waist, both of my knees planted on his wrists, pinning them hard to the ground as I held one blade pointed to his chest and Fili's was pressed into his neck. One wrong move and blood would be spilt. I could feel him trying to get away, his legs kicking out.

"There is no use in trying to get away. You can't break me, so you might as well yield."

It took a few moments, but he finally went still on the ground and surrendered. I quickly jumped off him and stepped back, not even giving him a hand up like I would usually do as I glared down at him, my eyes became cold.

"I am only going to say this once, Boromir of Gondor, so listen well. I am not some weak woman who you can manipulate into doing something you want, so while on this quest you will treat me as you would any male. I am Faron, daughter of Thorin, son of Thrain, son of Thror, the previous King Under the Mountain.

"As I have already said, I have faced more horrors than you could possibly imagine. I have lived and survived through dragon fire, twice in my life, I have watched my home being destroyed by said dragon, as well as battling against thousands of orcs. I have had to sit back and watch helplessly as my parents died in my arms, as well as watching my brothers being murdered before my eyes.

"You do not know my full story, you now know only a small fraction of my it and what I have been through. I suggest you do not try me any more, son of man, as your dignity and pride would not be the only thing in danger. This is your only warning, the next time you cross me again, blood will be spilt, and it won't be my own."

I turned and walked away, sheathing my small blades as well as my knives once I retrieved them. I took my bow and quiver from Legolas and walked off.

That moment was three weeks ago, and it's safe to say that he has not come near me since. As far as I'm concerned, he can stay well away from me, that includes when we are on the quest. I no longer have the patience for ignorant men like him. I did once many years ago, but after losing my family. . .that was no longer the case.

Since the training with the hobbits has been coming along well. They now know the basics of battle at least, which eases my troubled mind.

It is now the night before the quest begins and I am in my room getting my last minute essentials packed away when there is a knock on the door. After admitting the person entry, I smile as I see Bilbo walking in.

"Hello, Bilbo. This is a nice surprise."

He smiles. "Hello, Faron. I was hoping to see you before you left tomorrow."

"Well, come and sit old friend. Tell me what troubles you." I say as we walk to sit at the table on the balcony.

"What makes you think something is troubling me?"

"Your facial expression and your eyes give it away. What can I do for you?"

"I am worried for Frodo. He has always wanted to go on adventures, but this is quite different from what he was expecting."

I smile. "I'm sure it is. But, you were dead set against going on any sort of adventure, quite content to staying in your little hobbit hole and living the quiet life, and look what you accomplished. You helped my father take back our home, his kingdom. I have no doubt that your nephew will come out of the and accomplish something just as great. Perhaps greater."

He smiles as he takes my hand. "Thank you, Faron. You have no idea the weight that has been lifted from my mind knowing that you will be on this quest. With both yourself and Gandalf being with him, I know he will be safe."

"Bilbo, as I told him; I vow to protect him with every breath in my body, just like I vowed the same to you many years before. While I still draw breath, no harm shall come to him. This I swear."

He smile widens as he kisses my hand. "And that is why I am grateful you will be there with him to help him just like you did me."

For the rest of the night, Bilbo and I stay on the balcony and talk about anything and everything until we both retire to bed.

The next morning, after promising Gloin I would watch out for his son, the company and I gather together in a glade beneath an old stone arch, to bid farewell to Rivendell. Elrond speaks to us, gazing sternly at us. Frodo stands, listening, slightly apart from us.

Elrond: "The Ring-bearer is setting out on the Quest of Mount Doom. On you who travel with him no oath nor bond is laid, to go further than you will. Hold to your purpose. May the blessings of Elves and Men and all free folk go with you."

Elrond spreads his arms, and Legolas, Aragorn and I bow our heads, hands upon hearts.

Gandalf: "The Fellowship awaits the Ring-bearer."

Frodo, turns and walks forward, uncertainly. Before him, the path winds away to either side.

"Mordor, Gandalf, is it left or right?" I hear Frodo whisper to Gandalf.

Gandalf: "Left."

We depart beneath the arch, leaving the safety of Rivendell and into the wild once more to face unknown dangers which laid ahead.

Well, there we go! The Fellowship are on their way! Please leave me your lovely reviews and stay tuned for next weeks exciting episode of I See the Light!